3738. Chapter 3738 Emperor Hongwen discovers the truth 5K
In Cining Palace.
Winter has entered, and there is heavy snow outside. In the stove in the house, the fragrance of burning wood sticks lingers in the room. From time to time, there is a "piper" sound.
Fang Fei stood by the window and watched the snowflakes clinging to the wooden lattice window one by one, and then falling to the ground.
There were waves of coolness, but she didn't notice it.
Empress Zhang came over and quietly put a large cloak on her shoulders, "Queen Mother, it's too cold here, please close the windows."
She nodded and Zhang Niang closed the window.
An announcement came from outside that Li Chong was asking for an audience. She had never seen a foreign minister since she had been ill for a long time. Even though Li Chong was the secretary of the Ministry of Internal Affairs who was walking in Cining Palace, she had never met him once.
Today, she still doesn't want to see him.
Li Chong had no choice but to ask someone to bring him a discount.
Empress Zhang personally brought the book in.
Fang Fei opened it, looked at it, and closed it again without changing her expression.
Of course, everyone didn't know what it was. Fang Fei picked it up and looked at it a few more times. It was impossible not to be shocked at all. However, she still didn't express any meaning. She just threw the book into the stove, and a puff of green smoke came out. The fire intensified and was soon reduced to ashes.
After a while, I heard cheers and laughter outside: "Queen Mother, Queen Mother, we are back..."
This was something I was used to hearing, but at this moment, my heart trembled.
"We are back"——
What is the greatest happiness in a woman's life? Cooking at home, in a tidy environment, listening to her children and husband calling: "Fangfei, I'm back", "Mom, I'm back..." "
Isn't this the best?
However, she has never experienced such happiness - she and Luo Jia had two such opportunities, but they missed them both. The two children who died young did not give her such an upright opportunity.
I didn't let her develop such a habit.
It's really here, but I have forgotten what it is like to truly love someone and love a family.
Hong'er jumped in and said, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, are we going to have caramelized apples tonight? My father wants to eat them."
She laughed and took her son's little hand: "You want to eat it, right?"
"My father really wants to eat. He has a carbuncle on his arm. It's very painful..."
She was startled and looked at the smiling Emperor Hongwen behind her.
Emperor Hongwen said calmly: "It's okay, Fangfei, it's okay, Hong'er has cured me."
She looked at his face lightly and found nothing unusual, so she didn't ask any more questions.
Hong'er was very happy to eat a very fine table of food. He kept picking up dishes for his father and the Queen Mother, and piled their bowls up like mountains.
After the meal, the child was called to rest. He was obedient and left nicely.
The two faced each other in silence.
A full half an hour passed, and no one said a word. The whole time passed in such silent silence.
Emperor Hongwen just looked at the corner, looking at the tidbits that had been tidied up and decorated.
Everything is ready, all we need is the east wind.
Fangfei, I’m really leaving.
However, she was waiting for him to leave first - taking Hong'er to go back to Pingcheng first.
Otherwise, she would not be able to leave without saying goodbye in front of her son and leave him forever.
For a long time, her eyes were very dim: "Your Majesty, have you decided on the time to return to Pingcheng?"
Emperor Hongwen's voice was strange: "It has been decided long ago."
"How much longer?"
"It's about half a month away."
He said lightly: "Fangfei, you are not in good health either. It would be a good thing to rest for half a month."
She remained silent. Cining Palace was filled with supplements he sent, including ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, bird's nest...all kinds of supplements.
"Fangfei, don't worry, I will agree to any request you make. These days, you should try your best to take good care of yourself and don't worry about anything."
She said calmly: "What do I have to worry about? Your Majesty, you need to take care of yourself."
He stretched his legs on the chair and looked around with a wide gaze, habitually looking for the two Persian cats, but the cats were gone and would never be seen again.
A dead cat, like a dead heart, can never live again.
He suddenly felt very depressed and lost all his strength. However, the chair he was leaning against was so warm, just like a person's crutch. He could only rely on his own crutch for the rest of his life. He could not leave or escape.
He smiled feebly: "Fangfei, I'm very happy today."
She said nothing.
He rolled up his sleeves and took a casual look: "Did you know? Hong'er, he treated me. It's this child... He knows how to be filial to me..."
Fang Fei stared at the smile on his face, but there was a hint of infinite fatigue and vicissitudes in the corners of his brows and eyes.
Are you old? Are you tired?
Over the years, who has not grown old? Who has not been exhausted?
He was still in high spirits: "Fangfei, I really want to give Honger the best..."
What is the best in the world? The position of the prince? The position of the emperor? The throne of the Nine-Fifth Supreme Being for a lifetime?
"I hope he can have the love of his father and mother throughout his life!"
She was slightly angry, but didn't show it.
He stared at her for a long, long time. It was like a trapped animal fighting, still making the last effort. Even if there was only one ten thousandth of hope, even if it was just a weak fluke... But a fluke is a fluke, and it will never succeed.
My heart suddenly felt so weak - how could I tell her?
Not only does Hong'er need father's love and mother's love, he also needs it - the family happiness between father and son, the harmonious relationship between husband and wife, and a stable and sweet second half of life...
These are things that I have been pursuing for the first half of my life, but I have not been able to achieve them - or maybe, in the first half of my life, when I was defending other rights and interests, I had given up all of these without realizing it.
He was in a daze: "Fang Fei... Fang Fei... I really want to go back to the past... At that time, you always wore blue shirts... No, sometimes you wore black robes... You also wore red clothes... It's time
We only wear red shirts when we are in the Prince's Mansion. I like to see you wearing red shirts the most..."
Past? Who can go back to the past?
"I really want to go back to that time... At that time, you were only twenty years old. If I had persisted a little more at that time, we wouldn't be where we are today... Fangfei, I really regret it. I have always regretted it."
regret……"
If you insist on marrying her then!
If you insist on waiting a few more years later!
People just lack persistence.
In all successes and failures, even if they have taken 99 steps, most people always give up on themselves completely at the last moment.
That's why there are so many failures and regrets in life.
Emperor Hongwen set out on the morning of the second day, taking only a few guards with him and going out incognito.
Along the way, the mountains were blocked by heavy snow. The journey that usually took one day now took two or three days. Along the way, he looked at the places where his son and Fang Fei passed by while hunting - it was cold in winter, and all the blind bears were hiding.
They will hide in tree holes for a long time until all the fat on their bodies is gone, and then they come out fiercely to look for food.
The tigers were also starting to become haggard and skinny.
Emperor Hongwen watched and walked.
The Black Dragon Temple is finally in sight.
This is the place where Fang Fei and her son fell off a cliff and were rescued.
When did it start? Why didn’t I notice it? The care and love given to the children from childhood to adulthood, Fang Fei’s repeated desperate situations, and even her poisoning this time - if it hadn’t been for the stranger’s repeated attacks, Fang Fei would still be alive
What?
He stood at the door of the Taoist temple.
A child had already come up to meet him. When he saw that it was the emperor, he was startled and hurriedly knelt down: "See your majesty."
Then, the elders and Taoist priests came out to welcome him.
Emperor Hongwen looked at the old Taoist - he really looked like a child with crane hair. Different from the psychic Taoist master, he looked younger, and he looked very energetic and celestial.
But, that's an intuition.
This is not a fairy - not the fairy that Hong'er talks about.
He came not to pursue any truth - just to express his gratitude.
What he is grateful for, only he himself knows best.
The guards brought gifts, two loads of generous gifts.
"This is a reward for Black Dragon Temple. Thank you for saving the Queen Mother and the Prince."
The old Taoist hurriedly returned the courtesy: "This is the responsibility of the poor Taoist and others. I dare not accept His Majesty's kindness."
Emperor Hongwen's eyes swept over everyone in the room one by one. There were not many people in the Black Dragon Temple, and almost all of them were elders. Everyone was in line with the gods in Hong'er's words - but no one was similar.
.
He felt faintly disappointed, but also faintly relaxed.
Were they the ones who saved Fang Fei?
Yes!
It might as well be them!
Until he left, he checked carefully, almost every corner around the Black Dragon Temple. But, no! There was no suspicious person or appearance.
Everything seemed so normal and open.
But, what about the person I saw that day - the man wearing a bamboo hat, a raincoat, and silver-grey hair?
No, he's not here.
He is not among any Taoist priests in Black Dragon Temple.
Emperor Hongwen was very disappointed and very tired, as if he had been looking for someone for a long time and had been confused for a long time. At the critical moment, he could not solve the mystery.
He suddenly felt something in his heart and asked: "Where did the Queen Mother and Her Majesty live at that time?"
The old man took him to visit.
The Zen room is full of flowers and trees.
It was a large, very elegant house, divided into a large room and a small room. There were stoves in both rooms, and it looked like they had been recently renovated. Especially in the small room, there was a bear skin.
clothes.
Emperor Hongwen reached out and touched it, remembering the pieces of bear meat his son had brought back.
Bear meat tastes better than venison, and Hong'er thought it was delicious, so Grandpa Taoist asked him to bring a few pieces to him - but why, no matter how he looked at it, it was not as good as the old Taoist priest who was accompanying him.
Made?
He suddenly asked: "Old man, do you like to eat bear meat?"
The Taoist priest laughed and said, "Your Majesty, I am not very interested in meat. However, I do eat some bear meat occasionally."
The Taoist priest's words are impeccable.
However, it doesn't sound like that's the case.
Emperor Hongwen said again: "Thank you very much for letting Hong'er bring me the seven pieces of bear meat."
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for still liking it."
Emperor Hongwen was even more surprised. At that time, what Hong'er brought back were five pieces of bear meat, not seven. He checked carefully and found that they were five pieces of bear meat from a freshly hunted blind bear. At that time, autumn had just begun, and it was the time when the bear meat was harvested.
This is the time when Blind Bear eats its fattest and fattest. At this time, its body shape and weight are almost twice as much as when it was skinny in the beginning of spring.
Monks don't lie. If the Taoist priest gave it away, there's no reason why he couldn't remember that it was 5 yuan!
However, Emperor Hongwen couldn't find any flaws. He just stayed in this room alone. After a while, he went to sit on the bed - it was an improved kang with a fire below. The whole room was very warm and elegant.
.as if it was specially designed to welcome the female relatives.
Then, there were many scriptures and scriptures.
He picked up a Lotus Sutra, flipped through it, and put it down again.
Then, we went to the small room again.
When I saw it, I was even more surprised. But I saw many gadgets inside, which are all loved by children.
He asked in surprise: "Taoist Master, do the Taoist boys here also play with this?"
"Go back to Your Majesty. This is not something that little Taoist boys play with. When the young Highness came here, the Taoist saw that he was childish and cute, and was naturally benevolent and filial, so he played with him casually."
Emperor Hongwen was dubious, this old Taoist priest would do this?
He really wanted to ask him to make a few things right away to try and verify the authenticity, but after thinking about it, he gave up.
Especially the soft deerskin boots on the ground. He once saw his son bring back a pair, but there are two pairs here that belong to adults. Obviously one pair is a big boot worn by a man, and the other pair belongs to a woman.
of.
Women's boots!
His heart trembled.
When I picked it up, I saw that the boots were neatly packed and clean. And the size just happened to be Fang Fei's!
It's a size that only Fangfei can wear.
Don't say that he doesn't know a woman's feet or her size - other women, he really doesn't know. No matter what level of concubine they are, they can't enter or leave his palace. But when he goes to their palace, he always
It was only the first half of the night, or just one or two hours, sleeping in different beds until dawn.
But, Fangfei!
Fangfei!
Almost when he was in the Prince's Mansion, he knew her size - what size shoes she wore, what size clothes she wore, and how she asked the embroiderers in the Prince's Mansion to do it for her.
He knows everything.
What's more, when she was pregnant, he took care of her for several months, especially the month before she gave birth. He stayed at her bed almost every day. Sometimes she would have slight cramps, and he would knead her.
So, how can we not know her size?
Could it be that the old Taoist priest here knew her size and made shoes for her, waiting for her to wear them? Emperor Hongwen felt unreasonable fear - this was not Li Yi!
no!
If it is Li Yi, if he is jealous, he still has a clear goal and knows how to deal with the enemy - how to hate and how to kill!
However, this person is so illusory.
It doesn't even exist - not even "adultery" can be constituted.
He even has such a lofty status in Hong'er's mind - a god!
Fairy grandpa!
Emperor Hongwen's hand shook and his boots fell to the ground. It was as if an invisible enemy had been lingering around him for a long time, but he didn't know it at all.
Not even the enemy's appearance, not even the enemy's moves, not even the enemy's traces can be found.
Is it because of this that Fang Fei insists on leaving?
However, this time, he no longer dared to doubt it - it was like an extremely heavy oppression, like a stone, blocking the bottom of his heart, forcing him to be unable to breathe or stretch.
I can't even stay any longer and pursue the truth of everything.
The man wearing the hat flashed over and over in my mind - the silver-gray hair! Real silver-grey!
However, this veteran is not!
This white-haired old man is old—a real old man.
And that silver-grey man - he is powerful, as if there is a huge aura invisibly, faintly, looking down at the world, across the country.
How can a Taoist priest have such a powerful aura?
No one knew Emperor Hongwen’s intentions and gains during this trip to Black Dragon Temple. However, when he returned, he stood for a long time at the place where Empress Dowager Feng fell.
My imagination is very erratic: Why did that mysterious Taoist priest arrive so promptly and at the right time to save her?
who is he!
Who is the god!
Who exactly is "Grandpa Taoist Master"?
Inside the Taoist temple, it was deserted.
There was no brazier, and the cold wind howled. Luo Jia sat cross-legged on the futon, just like a Taoist cultivating his health. Wei Chen came in quietly, bowed and said a few words.
Luo Jia's eyes flashed and he couldn't believe it.
What is your son doing?
What on earth does he want to do?
Even Luojia couldn't understand or grasp it for a while. He even realized that he didn't understand this son at all. It was just like father and son had never understood each other.
He sat on the futon, motionless.
Holding my breath, I only felt a slight feeling of despair - poor Fang Fei, she has been preparing for so long, she is leaving, will she get what she wants?
Even like her, I have prepared everything.
But, maybe everything will turn into nothingness?
He forced himself to calm down, and soon someone else came in.
This time, it was the Taoist priest.
The Taoist priest's expression was very strange: "Your Majesty, your Majesty went to Black Dragon Temple."
Luo Jia was shocked.
"Your Majesty stayed in Heilongguan for a whole day and night. He also stayed in your room for one night."
Luo Jia let out a long breath. Son, have you discovered something? Before, when Fang Fei was just poisoned, he had thought of giving him a warning, but later, after weighing it, he gave up.